Every You Every Me
Lyrics
Sucker love is Heaven sent You pucker up, our passion's spent My hearts a tart, your body's rent My body's broken, yours is bentfull lyrics...
Sucker love is Heaven sent You pucker up, our passion's spent My hearts a tart, your body's rent My body's broken, yours is bentfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentationminor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
a distinctive male lead vocal
electric rhythm guitars
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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My hearts a tart, your body's rent Like the naked leads the blind Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed 'Cuz there's nothing else to do 'Cuz there's nothing else to do Prone to cling and waste these things Another love I would abuse Someone to bruise and leaves behind Songwriters: Paul Campion, Steven Hewitt, Brian Molko, Stefan Olsdal Sucker love I always find I serve my head up on a plate Sucker love is known to swing No circumstances could excuse In the shape of things to come Every me and every you, every me, he My body's broken, yours is bent All alone in space and time There's never been so much at stake Too much poison come undone Every me and every you There's nothing here but what here's mine Every me and every you, every me, he Carve your name into my arm Every me and every you Publisher: MUKKA MUSIC Every me and every you, every me, he Every me and every you, every me, he Every me and every you Every me and every you Pucker up for Heavens sake Sucker love is Heaven sent 'Cuz there's nothing else to do ... Sucker love, a box I choose Every me and every you, every me, he Something borrowed, something blue Every me and every you, every me, he You pucker up, our passion's spent It's only comfort, calling late Every me and every you, every me, he I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind No other box I choose to use


